[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

The driver's expression gradually became subtle, and he thought a lot in an instant.He loosened his grip on the phone, but he still couldn't help asking: "Which mountain did you two come from? Come to the city to participate in the Buddhist and Taoist exchange meeting? Why doesn't the person who changed your suits know how to respond?" , are you not afraid of getting lost in the city?"

"Haha, how could it be possible to get lost..." Qingyang's voice gradually became quieter, and he was a little unconfident, and there was also a hint of embarrassment.

Before going out, he boasted that he would show Luo Hu the world 300 years later, but he and Luo Hu were basically on the same level.

Passengers were already knocking on the window, and the driver said blackly: "I will do a good deed that day, you all get out of the car quickly, don't delay me to pick up the next group of passengers."

Instead of pretending to be coercive, the driver did a good deed instead, Qingyang took Luo Hu out of the car disheveledly, his face was red when he walked into the Internet cafe.

Luo Hu took the time to watch the little Taoist's jokes, and walked in and glanced at the familiar square box in the Internet cafe: "This deity is not interested in reading Taoism... eh? Why are these people's boxes different from yours?"

The boss knocked lazily on the table: "Do you want to board the plane? ID card, three yuan an hour for the lobby, five yuan an hour for the private room."

Qingyang handed over the card with confidence: "First, let's get two and three yuan first?"

Try to see if you can swipe the card.

"..." The boss stared at the black card for a while.

The life of the rich just doesn't understand, they wear suits to go to Internet cafes, and use black cards to pay three yuan.

He pushed the sign beside the table: "My pos machine was broken yesterday, you can either give cash or scan the code to pay."

Qingyang lowered his head: "No, no cash, no QR code scanning, no way."

"..." The boss was silent for a long time, and said quietly, "Comrade, are you still alive? How about this, I'm doing business seriously, and I won't lie to you. Give me your phone and watch me bind your card .”

I really don't live in the world, Ai Ai handed over the phone in Qingyang period, the boss lowered his head and swiped the screen: "..."

Hey, is this a human cell phone?Apart from WeChat, there are no games, not even a small video software.

The owner of the Internet cafe searched: "??? Dude, where is your mobile phone and browser?" After searching back and forth, the owner's eyes widened incredulously, and his voice became louder, "Anyway, there must be an app store! "

With this cry, many people in the Internet cafe looked back and cast surprised eyes.

Qingyang showed an incomparably bewildered expression, and Luo Hu couldn't help coming over: Hmm?what happened?

The boss scratched his head in dismay. Before he looked at the phone, how could he have imagined that there would be a phone that would cut off all escape routes, and there would be nothing but WeChat. You can go to the store next door to refresh the phone, or just buy a new phone, your phone..." He held back for a while, and couldn't help but yelled in splits, "Are you a fucking phone? !!"

What's the difference between this and the color mobile phone? ? ? ? ?

He thought it was easy to deal with. Looking at the bewildered customers, the boss wanted to complain for a while, but he was very sympathetic: "Anyway, I linked up WeChat cards for you. I'm sorry, but brother can only help you. Here, Alipay can only rely on you.”

After receiving the money via WeChat, the boss told Qingyang the number of the computer, and when Qingyang turned around, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "——Wait a minute!"

Qingyang had already shrunk his head when talking to the boss, but this loud shout startled him, thinking that something was wrong: "Why, what."

He couldn't help but squeeze in the direction of Luo Hu, feeling how modern life is more difficult than ancient life.

The boss hesitated to speak for a moment, but really wanted to ask: "Do you know how to use a computer?" He casually pointed to a computer where the customer was playing games: "That's it, can you play?"

"..." Qingyang gradually revealed a shameful expression.

It was different from the computers he knew.

Niu Beer, Niu Beer, the brother next to the Qingyang plane couldn't help but feel pity: "Dude, is this what you two are living as human beings? Come on, come on, just treat me as if I do a good deed every day, and I will teach you .”

Another good deed by the day, Qingyang's face was hot with embarrassment, and he pulled Luo Hu tightly to sit down.

The big brother gave way enthusiastically: "You hit me, the operation is like this..."

Qingyang tried it, but was beaten all over his head.

"..." There was an illusion of teaching grandpa how to play games, the eldest brother looked at the tragic death for a moment, then wiped his face, "So... I think you should start with the simpler games first, and I will play the next one for you , just like this small game of building a martial art..."

Qingyang: "...?"

Big brother: "That's right, you are a sect leader who has nothing. You need to go through a series of efforts to rebuild the sect building, recruit guests, accumulate wealth, and accept disciples..."

... Forget it, I've already played it, and I'm no stranger to this game. The abbots and hosts in the group often gather to complain and hurt their bodies. Qingyang's face is ashen: "Can you change it."

"??" Big Brother said, "But this game is very basic... Hey, okay, here's a more basic one."

The big brother saw a familiar icon on Qingyang’s computer desktop. He was curious and played it a few times before, so angry that he vomited blood: “That’s it, the content is not important, the main thing is to let you experience the interactivity of the game... "

"Oh," Qingyang said, "then what is this talking about?"

The eldest brother thought for a while: "How can the emperor and the prince have a good time, turn bad luck into good luck, and achieve yourself?"

Qingyang: "..."

A few minutes later, Qing Yang and Luo Hu each had a computer, and clicked on the online novel recommended by the big brother to start reading.The title of the article is very attractive to Luo Hu, the Lord of All Saints in the Great Desolation. Qingyang was shocked that there were books about the Great Desolation in this world, but he hadn’t read it, and opened it at the same time as Luo Hu:

【The rain of blood pattered down the ground, splashed into the loess, and splashed on Demon Ancestor Luohu.He was lying on his back with his eyes blank, and the four Zhuxian swords that belonged to him were pierced through his luteal bone and chest, and the blood flowed out...]

"Snapped!!!"

Luo Hu got up in an instant and smashed the mouse on the spot. When the owner of the Internet cafe yelled and ran over, he was also furious: "Bold huh huh!"

Qingyang immediately covered Luo Hu's mouth, but he couldn't cover the divine power overflowing from Luo Hu's body, and the surrounding computers were affected to flickering screens.

The guests were not necessarily disturbed by the sound of smashing the mouse, but at this moment they all shouted:

"Boss! Why is the screen flickering!"

"Boss, there is no problem with your circuit, right?"

"Ah!!! My pentakill!!"

Qingyang hugged Luo Hu tightly: "Calm down, calm down, this is a false literary creation," he turned his head, and said to the evil boss with a smile, "I lose money, lose money..."

This Internet cafe can't go on anymore, Qingyang fiddled with the WeChat wallet clumsily, comforted Luo Hu, and asked the boss with a cheeky face: "Look at this list, is there any one that is more interesting and can make you feel happy?"

With the money in place, it’s easy to talk about anything, the boss’s face softened: “Just this watch? You haven’t been there yet? … Tsk tsk, then this paradise, it’s in this city, the roller coaster inside is more exciting, just now it’s Working hours..."

After half an hour.

Qingyang and Luohu were sitting on the roller coaster, feeling the cold wind with no expression on their faces. The people in the front and back rows were screaming so hard that their throats were broken, and some yelled "Put me down! I want to vomit!".

Luo Hu pondered: "You know, there is an overseas animal called a sloth."

Qingyang: "...um."

Luo Hu commented: "This deity now feels like he is riding on the back of a sloth."

Qingyang: "...um."

But after this encounter, Luo Hu didn't feel angry anymore, and he and Qingyang ruled out all the roller coaster projects, and just happened to pass by a young couple next to him: "Honey, let's make a Ferris wheel! Isn't there a very old man?" Legend? Kiss when the Ferris wheel reaches the top, and they will stay together forever."

Luo Hu's ears perked up suddenly: "Ferris wheel?"

"You can sit..." Qingyang said slowly, "But are you sure? That speed is the sloth among the sloths."

Luo Hu: "..."

Qingyang looked down at his watch and chose the one that was least likely to go wrong: "Why don't we find something practical, let's go directly to this theme hot spring hotel and soak in the hot springs. Brother Zhao marked that there is a free dinner, which is also delicious."

Luo Hu's eyes lit up quickly, hot spring, this is a good place that hasn't been developed yet.But still hesitant: "This legend..."

"Hey," Qingyang said, "the Ferris wheel wasn't invented by a flower planter, and it's a foreign god who wants to bless it."

"Then pull it down," Luo Hu immediately scorned, "Does this deity need the protection of a naked child?"

The two agreed to speak out, and immediately reached a consensus, and left the super sloth behind without looking back. This time, with the WeChat wallet, they played very proudly.

Walking into the hotel, the front desk lady booked the presidential suite for the two of them in amazement and astonishment. Seeing Qingyang's signature, she couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling, and said with strange eyes: "There are extra services in the drawers on the left and right sides of the bedroom. remote control, which can be found on the bedside table."

"Oh, thank you." Qingyang agreed without knowing why, and led Luo Hu straight to the top floor.

The presidential suite is very large, not only has a separate study, living room, and even a kitchen, dining room.The bathroom is even more exaggerated. The streamlined hot spring pool is filled with fresh red rose petals, and a whole bouquet is placed in a vase and placed on the edge of the pool, which seems to imply people to take it.

While Qingyang was looking for a bathrobe pragmatically, Luo Hu had already wandered over to the bedside table and opened the drawer curiously: "..."

Qingyang only heard a "bang" sound in the bathroom, as if the drawer was slammed shut: "What's wrong?" If you don't stay in a hotel, you will step on thunder, Qingyang hurried out to look.

Luo Hu sat upright by the bed, his ears were red, and he heard the sound and looked at Qingyang, his eyes gradually deepened.

When holding Qingyang and rolling down, Luo Hu said in a hoarse voice:

“Modern is also very good.”

"Cupid's blessing is unreliable. When we go back, we will find Yuelao and ask the matchmaker to lead us the red thread."

"...Come again next time? Bring Qing Xun, and we will meet your master together."

Qingyang pressed Luo Hu's head with his backhand, and the vague promise disappeared between his lips: "Yes."